Spirit Boss - 94. Friends and Enemies (Part 1)

Without a word, Wang Xiaoming took out the pen and paper in his pocket and handed it to him.

“?” Barr took it silently.

Wang Xiaoming said: “What’s written on it?”

Baldow: “Any contestant who comes to the playground must abide by the following rules: take care of public property, not spit, litter the peel and confetti, and not make loud noises or influence others to pass.”

Wang Xiaoming embarrassed: “Sounds familiar.”

“Have you seen it before?”

“Well. I really want to memorize the rules for primary school students when I was young.” Wang Xiaoming was surprised that he still remembered it.

Barr: “…” Is this a kind of heart that crosses boundaries?

Wang Xiaoming said: “Are we just going to remember these?” If it is really the rules for elementary school students, even if he can’t memorize it fully, he should be able to guess at odds and ends. In short, just think of yourself as the little white lotus of the motherland.

Baldao: “No.” He took out the bottle containing Xiang Wenjie’s blood and splashed it on the brand.

Wang Xiaoming: “…” He remembered Edwin saying that if the blood is left over, it can be poured back into Xiang Wenjie’s body. Thinking of Xiang Wenjie’s pale and weak face when he left, his guilt grew like vines.

Barr closed the lid and threw the bottle back into the space.

The color of the brand dimmed slightly, and then slowly lit up. Heavenly text is like a colored ribbon, slowly stretching out from the leftmost side of the first row, jumping up and down, and going around in circles, like dancing.

Wang Xiaoming heard soft and gentle music slowly ringing in his ears, mixed with misty songs, if there is no sound, intermittently, like a natural sound. In a trance, there seemed to be a bright cloud in front of him, and it seemed to be the clearest spring water in the mountain stream, which calmed his heart slowly.

He shook his head and couldn’t help but want to ask Barr what was going on, but when he saw that he was staring at the sign intently, his eyes were not blinking, which was a rare seriousness, and his mouth closed very sensibly.

The first line was written to the bottom, while the second line appeared, the heavenly text in the first line disappeared slowly at the same speed.

Wang Xiaoming’s heart tightened slightly, not knowing how much Baal had remembered. He tried to identify these twisted lines as he listened to the music, so that he could provide a clue when Barr had forgotten.

The writing speed of Tianwen on the sign is getting faster and faster, but the singing voice is getting weaker and weaker, and then disappear without a trace with the Tianwen on the sign.

At the end of the memory, Wang Xiaoming’s pupils were completely filled with twisted lines, and everything was a line to the end. So that when Barr’s face appeared in front of him, he automatically simplified his facial features into line drawings.

“What are you looking at?” Barr reached out and flicked his forehead.

Wang Xiaoming was in pain and woke up suddenly, and quickly asked, “How do you remember?”

Barr’s face was weird, “This question…should be caused by Cain.”

Wang Xiaoming said, “Why do you say that? Ah, is it all about Cain?”

Baldao: “No. It has nothing to do with Cain, but it has something to do with heaven.”

…

Cain? Heaven?

Wang Xiaoming tried very hard to link the two together, but it was unsuccessful for a long time.

Baldau: “It says the basic law of heaven.”

Wang Xiaoming’s face also became weird, “It’s like not spitting anywhere, not throwing peeling confetti?”

Barr slowly said: “Between heaven and earth, among the nine realms, there is only one god. Except for Cain, there should be very few blood races that will come into contact with it.”

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, the gap between the two made him recover for a long time. The so-called integration of theory with practice, the first question he thought of was, “Then do you remember?”

Barr said in a huff: “I have memorized this damn dogma for tens of thousands of years, what do you think?”

Wang Xiaoming clapped his hands and said: “Great!”

…

“You say it’s great for me to carry it for tens of thousands of years?” Barr’s eyes were bad.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly denied: “I mean, this time we will definitely be able to pass the test, which is great.”

Barr thought for a while, “That said, this question is a good question.”

“It’s just tailor-made.” Wang Xiaoming sighed.

Barr thought: Seeing that Cain’s question is fairly good, he can consider waiting for Cain to help Wang Xiaoming first embrace, and not beat him too badly… at most, sleep for tens of thousands of years.

Of course, there is absolutely no word such as gratitude and revenge in his mind, so let alone the negative emotions related to this word, such as guilt.

“Then let’s go in.” Wang Xiaoming is already full of confidence in customs clearance.

The two men moved forward with their heads high, pushed open the door of the low house together, and then—

Barr cursed.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the two identical doors blankly, with lines similar to those on the doors, and curiously asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Need to be upside down.” Barr frowned.

Wang Xiaoming: “…” Not to mention rules and regulations such as elementary school rules, even if the name of an ordinary company or school is turned upside down, it would be difficult.

He silently lifted Barr’s pen and paper hand, and said sincerely: “A good memory is not as good as a bad pen.”

Barr: “…”

Wang Xiaoming turned his head to watch Barr lowered his head and silently wrote the Basic Law of Heaven.

The smooth lines flowed from the tip of his pen, and the melody like a natural sound seemed to reverberate in his mind.

“Baal…” Wang Xiaoming stopped writing when he saw him, and whispered, “Did you hear any singing?”

“Singing?” Barr was stunned, and then suddenly said, “Did you hear a group of non-male and female voices singing.”

“…” Wang Xiaoming didn’t know whether to answer or not.

“It’s good to listen to this kind of song occasionally.” Barr seemed to think of some unbearable memories.

Wang Xiaoming said: “I think it sounds very good. If it is made into a CD, it will be sold wildly.”

“No matter how good it sounds, it will be boring to listen to it for tens of thousands of years.” Barr curled his lips.

Wang Xiaoming said: “But every time I listen to the national anthem, I can’t help but get excited, and I won’t get tired of listening to it.”

“That’s because you only lived for more than twenty years.”

“…” Wang Xiaoming tried hard to imagine the mentality he should have for the next tens of thousands of years, and the final result was that he couldn’t imagine, “Barr, is immortality very painful for you?”

Barr frowned: “Why do you ask?”

“Nothing. I just can’t imagine what I would do if I was immortal.” Wang Xiaoming was suddenly a little scared. There are many movies about vampires, and many of them are so lonely that they can’t survive and die. He was afraid that one day he would become like that, and then went crazy.

“Then don’t imagine.” Barr shrugged. “Didn’t you ever say that you can’t imagine what eternal life can pursue?”

Wang Xiaoming said awkwardly: “Do you remember?”

“I will tell you my answer now. Eternal life does not have to deliberately pursue anything.” Barr proudly said, “The pursuit is because human life is limited, so I set goals and steps for myself. But when you enjoy eternal life , You no longer have this restriction. Because you can squander tens of thousands of years of life at will, until you feel that you have something you want to do.”

Wang Xiaoming was dumbfounded.

“I still remember what you said about roe roe and lele lele…” Barr tried hard to repeat what he had said.

Wang Xiaoming said: “You are not a fish. How can you know the joy of fish?”

Barr raised his eyebrows and said: “Well. That’s about it. You will have eternal life soon, so from now on, you can think about the problem from a different perspective.”

Wang Xiaoming repeated in a low voice: “Change your thinking angle?”

“For example, you don’t have to look at the time to live from now on.”

“Ah.” From the corner of Wang Xiaoming’s eyes, he glanced at the two doors and couldn’t help exclaiming.

Baldao: “What’s the matter?”

“Time is running out!”

Barr: “…” Is this a teardown?

“The number on the door is counting down!” Wang Xiaoming’s eyes widened nervously.

Barr turned his head. Sure enough, in addition to the heavenly text on the two doors, there is an additional number that is counting down, and now the number has jumped from 43 to 42.

“Damn it!” Barr hugged Wang Xiaoming under his arm, and rushed toward the door on the right.

During the whole process, Wang Xiaoming only heard the door kept open and open, his head kept shaking and shaking, and the ground in front of him kept flashing and flashing.

So when Barr spent 30 seconds rushing out of the maze, and 12 seconds more for the door of the maze to play slowly by himself, Wang Xiaoming’s feeling was not that he had finally stopped, but why the earth began to sway from side to side.

“Are you okay?” Barr put Wang Xiaoming down.

Wang Xiaoming staggered back and forth, and waved his hand slowly at him, “I’m fine… vomit!”

“…” Barr said slowly, holding on to him who was vomiting dimly, “That’s good.”

No matter how ups and downs the process of passing the level, and the peaks and turns, in short, the labyrinth level is over.

The next level is-

Wang Xiaoming and Baal looked at the abyss below their feet and floating in the air ahead, because the distance looked like black spots as big as eye shit.

“Just jump from here to there?” Wang Xiaoming thought curiously: This shouldn’t be difficult, right? After all, all blood races can become bats, and as long as they become bats and fly over, they can pass the level.

Barr picked up a stone from the ground and threw it forward.

A strong wind suddenly blew up around the calm surroundings just now, and instantly swept the stones out of sight.

Wang Xiaoming’s face turned pale all of a sudden. Can Baal’s wings withstand such a strong wind? The kinsmen jumping in mid-air are also easily scraped away, right?

Barr clapped his hands, suddenly leaned over, and hugged him sideways.

Wang Xiaoming wrapped his arms around his neck subconsciously, “Barr?”

The corner of Barr’s mouth curled, “It looks like the road is a bit long, you can sleep first.”

Wang Xiaoming clenched his arms around his neck, raised his upper body, and kissed him on the cheek, “Come on.”

Barr tilted his head and gave him a light peck on his lips before he backed away, “You can close your eyes.”

Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes obediently.

Baal spread his wings, propped up the enchantment to wrap himself up, and then slowly passed over the black spot on the foot in the frantic raging storm, and flew towards the opposite side.